Jess Turner was always a bitch. We were both in sales positions and I was the top performer in our company when she arrived. Over the course of her first four years with our company she had managed to secure all the good accounts many of which were customers because of me. It didn't hurt that she was marred to the top lawyer in our company. His name was Frank and not only was he our General Counsel but he was involved in managing our software development as well. When Jess was promoted to sales manager I saw the writing on the wall and started looking for another job. It was clear that she viewed me as competition and she was simply figuring out a way to eliminate me.
Jess was also attractive. She was nearing forty years old but was very well built and always wore nice skirts and blouses that showed off her large D-cups and shapely legs. Her ass was her best feature and it seemed everything she wore was designed to highlight her flat stomach and taut backside. Jess had never had children probably because her career was much more important to her. She was a selfish and manipulative corporate climber.
Things changed when Jess and I attended a conference in London where I ran into an old friend. Brian and I had been roommates for 3 years after college. We had worked for the same company he had stayed with them while I moved on to join my current outfit. Brian was a notorious womanizer and in the old days he would often tell me stories of his conquest. When I ran into him at the London conference he dropped a bombshell piece of news on me.
With a look of pure mischief on his face Brian asked me, "So, how long has Jess Turner worked for your company?"
"About four years. Why, do you know her?" I responded.
"Do you remember my Orlando conference hook ups?" Brian shot back. "That was her."
"You have got to be kidding me?" I stammered in disbelief.
"One in the same and she still looks pretty good all these years later." Brian said with a gleam in his eye.
I recalled Brian's stories of the hook ups he had for three straight years at our industry conference in Orlando. He was banging a married chick from a competitor company. He told me all the juicy details each year when he returned. And now I was finding out that Jess Turner was the little slut from all those stories.
"Is she still married?" Brian asked.
"Yes and her husband is now the General Counsel of my company." I responded. "And as far as I know she doesn't stray like she did before he was making the big bucks."
Brian was now married as well so he steered clear of Jess during the conference. He and I did manage to go out for dinner and he retold me a few of the details of his past romps with Jess. I already knew this information would be useful to me but I had not figured out exactly how or when I would use it.
After the conference ended I was on the same flight as Jess back to New York. My idea of sleeping the flight away was dashed when she told me she needed to talk to me during the flight. The plane was only half full so she told me she would come back to my seat after we got up in the air.
She wasted no time. As soon as we were at altitude Jess came back and motioned me toward an empty row in the back of the plane. After a little small talk about the lack of attendance at the conference she got to the point.
"Jim, your numbers are really not cutting it lately." She said in her best sales manager voice. "With the pressure I am under I have decided to put you under a 6 month performance review."
"Jess, perhaps if you did not take my good accounts and stick me with the dogs I would still be the top performer." I said with a smirk.
"Don't cop an attitude with me Jim. I am giving you a chance to redeem yourself." Jess replied.
"Save it Jess." I responded angrily. "I have already been interviewing and will be leaving the company on my own volition in the next couple of weeks. I sure hope I don't spoil all the fun you had planned for my performance review. I wish you all the best getting rich off the accounts that you stole from me."
Jess was pissed and without saying a word she nodded her head and started to get out of her seat. I was overtaken with anger was not going to let her just walk away from me without getting in a good shot.
"By the way, Brian Downing asked that I tell you hello." I said.
She stopped cold before gathering herself. "Good. How do you know Brian?" She responded while trying to act nonchalant.
"We were roommates during the time you were having your annual hook-up with him in Orlando." I replied with more than a hint of satisfaction.
Jess sat back down and turned to me angrily. "You cannot speak to me that way. I am your manager and I will not tolerate..."
I cut her off by raising my hand up and firing back, "Jess, save the act for someone who cares. You can fire me right here but I promise you I will tell every person including your husband that you are not the loyal wife you make yourself out to be. The choice is pretty simple. I am leaving anyway so I don't give a fuck." The roar of the jet engines allowed me to spit the words at her without anyone else on the plane hearing a thing.
Jess sat back down and put her face in her hands. "Jim, that was a long time ago. I made a mistake and I regret it."
"Well maybe you should have figured all that out before you started backstabbing your lover's roommate." I replied. "Brian told me all about it. He said you were a very willing participant and even called you talented. I am sure the talented part will not surprise our General Counsel."
"You are a son of a bitch." She said dejectedly.
